Analysis

based rather loosely upon all the misinformation we receive we latch onto opportunity to decide what should be believed propelled by wants and needs, racing headlong toward uncertain future forgetting day shall come when none remember who, what or if we were obscuring right and wrong, hoping results cause consensus to appear over the tortured course of many a long and distinguished career guided ever onward by words and solemn wisdom from those who weren't living an existence which we will claim to be fully transparent overconfidence codifying into shining satisfactions hiding the attempts to equip our lives with selective redactions struggling tirelessly to establish the very nature of what is careful measuring of murky depths shows how unwise placing trust is eventually becoming lost in process of analysis